Young Love & Other Things Like... Getting Famous! (DISCONTINUED due to laziness)

Chapter 17- Complications at the Studio

Well you know what was in that room? I'll tell ya what was in it. It was a terrible thing! It was a... Devin.

Me: DEVIN??? WHAT.. wHaT are you doing here?

Devin: Dancing.

Me: Wh...why?

Devin: Cause its apart of my training.

Me: All that flexibility and stuff...

Your kidding me right?

Why is this happening?

Devin: And your here cause?

Me: Um.. just around.

Devin: Um... kay.

Me: So how long have you been dancing?

Devin: Not to long, professionally. *smirks* 

Me: (snickers)

Devin: But I think I'm pretty good.

Me: (sarcastic) Sure... You probably thought wrong.

-moment of silence-

Devin: Dance with me.

 Me: Woah... What? Your kidding me.

I was again taken aback. 

Devin: No, I'm serious. 

Me; Quit playing games with me boy.

Devin: Please.

Me: No... I have to...

Devin: Bianca...

His eyes....

Me: Stop that!

Devin: What?

Me: You know.. 'what'! That thing you do... with your eyes. And..

Devin: You mean this *blinks really fast*

Me: (laughs) 

I just realized that Devin was closer to me than before.

Devin: (holding hand out) Dance?

Me: (takes hand) Sure. 

I knew I could get caught. I knew this could end bad. I knew... alot of things but right then. I just felt this wasn't right or wrong. It just... was.

Was.

I told him I would like to chose the song. I looked around his iPod for a bit. Finally I decided to put it on Shuffle All. The 1st Song that came up was "I'm Into You" by JLo (Jennifer Lopez) ft. Lil Wayne. 

I used to love the beats on this.

Me: (mumbles) Hmm.. Latin flare. This should be fun. 

"Na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-eh

Na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-eh...

It started off a little 'dance battle' style. I was grooving 

 But when we came together...

it was HOT! (actually 'hotter' but yeahz)

I don't know how we did it but, he knew. We knew. 

He knew what I would do and I knew where he would move.  Something I've never felt before. 

Perfect. 

We stared into each others eyes, breathing heavily.

Me: (still staring into his eyes) You doing it again. That thing with you eyes.